Or they can be a pain in the butt. For once, I had a great day, despite disabilities. Today, it was hubby who was "disabled" by a bout of tummy flu early this morning, which wiped him out. It was he who had to ride through the store in an electric cart today, albeit slowly, so I could keep up on foot. But we made it through the day. In addition, we have the truck back. It wasn't the fuel pump, one of the sensors went out, and it was a cheap fix, but tricky to track down, as it's essentially one of the last things to check when it's not the fuel pump.
Writing and all is coming along great, and I have nearly one whole butterfly done on the lap quilt, with just the one hind wing and the backstitching for detail to deal with. Then there's eight more of the little darlings to do before finishing the quilt. I begin to wonder if it will be done by Christmas at this rate. And the girls came inside today for a few moments. Plate on the floor far enough inside the door that they had to come in to start eating, and they came in. Tink less reluctantly than Raffles, and Tink began chowing. Raffles finally came in, worrying all the way, but began eating. I was behind the door most of the time to let them feel safe coming in, and they ate well until the door started to close. They're not quite ready yet. I got it halfway shut before they bolted, so they finished breakfast outdoors.
All in all, it's been a good day, other than hubby is still recuperating, so he's currently taking a nap. I've got so much to get done that it's not funny, and only a couple days to do it in before it's back to work time. Busy time calls!
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